Waylon Jennings – Lorena (Guitar)

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The years creep slowly by, Lorena, snow is 

              B
on the grass again.

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The sun is sinkin' low, Lorena, frost is 

                       B
where the flowers have been.

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The music softly plays, Lorena, happy sounds

              B
have left the day.

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The music's sad and low, Lorena, where once it

                 B
rang so loud and gay.

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I hardly feel the snow, Lorena, I know the darkness

          B
soon will pass.

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We'll sing our songs again, Lorena, you'll be in

            B
my arms, at last.

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Yes, you'll be in my arms, at last.